Trying to make trouble for no reason

"Of course, I knew it," Fu Jinrou felt like he had finally gotten his hands on something good. He looked smug and proud as he said to Shao Hui, "I knew that you were chosen by Madam Mo. There is no way Mo Qiang will have such bad taste." 

Bad taste? 

The sound of something cracking echoed inside the head of the three mers. What did this mer mean by saying that Mo Qiang would not have chosen them if she had good taste? 

This was truly offensive.

"Ah, I am sorry," Yin Fu chuckled softly as he held Shao Hui's hand, who was about to launch himself at the mer who was taunting them. He raised his hand and patted the left side of his chest as if trying to tell his heart to calm down. He chuckled softly and questioned, "I don't know why but just now—haha, it sounded as if you were saying that we were lacking in some point or another."